Well, it certainly did... but... no, I didn't bring any wine." Oops," I said. I motioned over to the kitchen counter, where two empty wine glasses sto...d, ready to receive their nectar. "I went out and got a couple of bottles, in case, you know, in case, ah..." My voice trailed off while I thought. I recovered. "I didn't realize it had that effect on you. I just thought it would be nice, you know, and I, ah..." I was stumbling around like a high school kid."Yeah, definitely horny. I mean, it's. In the end we decided to meet for a cheecky kiss in come old garages near her house!we met and was chatting she told me how she dare do anything and that she liked doing stuff outside as it was risky so i made her show me her tits and for a 45 year old they were perfect i had a little feel and a snog before i new it she had her hand down my trousers pulling my balls and tugging my shaft it felt like heaven when she twiddled my balls,i slide my hand down her trouses and felt she had no knickers. He seeks my approval to continue. My what power I feel. I nod my approval.His arms encircle me, bringing me in closer for more kissing. His bigger lips create a different kissing experience indeed, compared to Richard’s thin lips. His tongue parts my lips and pushes inside my mouth with an urgency I have never felt before. My husband and I rarely enjoy open-mouth kisses. I grow wet below exploring this type of kissing, our tongues moving about in reckless abandon.I break away and turn,. They were small round and firm. I caught myself looking up at her. She was preoccupied in her studies. As she going through her books I noticed she was bouncing her legs apart I would get a glimpse at her panties.Then she stop bouncing and left them spread apart now I got a great look at them. They were white cottons ones I thought to myself I can't believe my luck I loved when my ex wore them. I could see her fat pussy clearly. I can see crease where they slightly split pussy lips. I went back.